Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 447

In a heartbeat, Marguerite’s body was trembling, her legs shaking.

She approached the car, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch Frederick’s shoulder, “Fred…Frederick, what happened? Wake up, wake up…”

Frederick did not react, and all that awaited her was a deathly silence.

Suddenly, Marguerite’s head was buzzing, and she pushed Frederick again with more force..

“Frederick, don’t scare me. Wake up, wake up!”

Her voice, tinged with a sob, had scarcely ceased when Frederick rolled towards her.

Taken aback, Marguerite instinctively extended her arms to catch him, only to realize he was soaked through.

Touching him, she realized he was covered in blood!

Hayes, only to find the little

Frederick had been ambushed? Who would dare to ambush Frederick?

was deathly pale, his breathing

calm down, mustering all her strength to drag Frederick from the driver’s seat. She then

feet tall, was a hefty

was petite and could barely support him, but she gritted her teeth and managed to maneuver him

shirt was thoroughly stained with blood, the

of blood was pungent and unbearable, and Marguerite could not help but shed tears

crying so hard he could

she was so panicked that her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. But she couldn’t afford to lose her composure now, for if she did, Hayes

Marguerite clenched her hands into fists, steadying herself enough to regain

basin of hot water right now,

streaks of blood on his face making a long

hesitation, he turned and ran off. Now, she

Frederick, but she couldn’t